A Gifted Ghost
There once was a ghost who was sad,
‘Cause his friends all said he was bad,
But all that he knew
Was how to say BOO,
So he stayed with the gifts that he had.
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Through interactions in my daily life, I will look for interesting ideas, points of view or epiphanies that occur in an organic fashion. Epiphanies by definition are sudden, intuitive perceptions of or insights into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, or commonplace occurrence or experience. Epiphanies cannot occur if they are forced - I hope to remain open and simply notice.
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